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My Kinda Town

I took a trip to Chicago, and now I understand this city's appeal. My friends and I had such a good time. The weather was nice, the streets were clean, and the people are friendly. It was great.

This weekend marks the first time I've ever had a digital camera on vacation. I finally realized how important it is to document the times in my life -- not necessarily for me, but for my mom and my niece. I was a little sad thinking about how much Granny would have enjoyed looking at them, too. Now I feel like a budding photographer. Check out some of the shots I got.

This one is the Cloud Gate in Millennium Park. Natives call it "The Bean." I found out about it when my friend, Angela, and I were buying postcards at one of the many Walgreen's on Michigan Avenue. I picked up a picture of it, and this lady started talking about it. It was such a cool thing, and it was cool that the woman took time out of her busy schedule to share that with us.

This shot was very interesting to me. It's an image projected onto a fountain. Apparently the artist filmed thousands of everyday people for 12 minutes each. At the end of each session, the person had to say "Chicago." When they pronounce the "O," the water shoots from their mouths. I didn't know all that when I took the picture. When I looked up and saw the man on the fountain, I just found it intriguing.

I realized how much I really like architecture on this trip. Especially the Tribune Tower, where they do the Chicago Tribune and WGN Radio.

Check out the ornate detail of the tower and the door. When the Tribune decided to build a tower, they held a contest to see who would get to design it. The winning design not only included the wonderful tower and door you see there, but also different pieces from other famous buildings. Here's a picture of my friend Angela standing by a piece of The Alamo.
That was another thing I appreciated about my trip to Chicago. Since Angela is totally blind, I'm always on the lookout for activities that don't necessarily involve sight. Because the building pieces were touchable, she could enjoy them, too. It was cool to see the joy she got from participating.

When it was all said and done, this trip was very enjoyable and a good time was had by all.


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